Horrible, fascist and poorly acted

Blistering performances.

A terrific literary drama and character piece that shows how the process of creating art can be seen differently by those doing it and those looking at it from the outside.

Blistering performances.

On the contrary to the other review, this is a beautiful perhaps even artistic slice of Canadian life from an era gone by. For anyone who grew up in Canada in the fifties or sixties, this is an amazing collage of life from that time. Almost every scene reminds me of somewhere sometime from my childhood. Its doesn't matter that the films are not related, there is no plot, it just transitions nicely from scene to scene and the sounds and music flow, almost like a dream. But if you didn't grow up in that time and place, not sure if its of interest to all others.

The Memories of Angels is sold as some kind of love-letter of Montreal. To me it is nothing more than a collection of archives spliced together without any kind of continuity, purpose, or reason. All the user can do is watch what seems like 10 hours of clips of bits of pieces of Montreal and recognize a couple of buildings here and there. There's no context at all, and it certainly does not evoke any kind of warm feelings or nostalgia about what a great city Montreal really is. This is not art, this is not movie making. This is slapping together bits of film and calling it a "movie" without any kind artistic vision of any kind. BORING AND POINTLESS. Don't waste your time.